It's been a week since I was adopted. Blake Shelton has treated me like I was his real daughter. By now I was thinking he was my biological father. The whole week since I was there I had been sleeping on an air mattress. He asked if I wanted to build me a room now so I said "yes." "What color do you want to paint your room Nicole?" "Green." I replied. "Okay, I'll start painting and you go bring your boxes in." I only had three boxes so I didn't need help bringing them in. By the time I was done he had my room almost painted so I grabbed a brush and started helping. "Need help" I asked . "No" " too bad I'm helping!" he just chuckled. "Okay then help." " what do you think I'm doing?" we both started laughing and in 30 minutes my room was painted green! He asked if I had pictures to put on the wall and I told him I did. After hanging the pictures I had we went to take a break. "You hungry?" he asked me. "yeah, are you?" "Alright go get changed." "where are we going?" Out to eat. I went to go get changed and put on a crop top and and a pair of red right jeans. After that I brushed my teeth and my hair and put on a beanie to go with my outfit. We went out to Starbucks! After Starbucks we went home and started decorating again. I started placing my furniture and he helped me. I had a normal teenagers room. except for the iPod , iphone, ipad, kindle, and tablet. The devices were stacked up on the left desk and my alarm clock on the right. I went to lay down and got on the iPhone Blake had gotten me. I set the phone up and downloaded pandora. I always fall asleep to music so why not. "Blake" I yelled ! "what?" "I'm going to sleep." "Okay night!"
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Teen FictionIt's about a sixteen year old girl who is big fan of Blake shelton. She thinks she will never meet him but she turns out to be his daughter. Is she scared or excited ?